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,,,,,~~†§$ Train Dream $§†~~,,,,,
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,,,~~†§$&# ††† #&$§†~~,,,
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,,,~~†§$&# (Situation) #&$§†~~,,,
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,,,,,~~†§$ You Find Yourself In A Rift - A $§†~~,,,,,
,,,,,,~~†§ Clearing, Narrow But Immeasurably Long. §†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~~† To Your Sides Are Walls Made Of Trees, †~~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,~~†§ Thick And Ready To Swallow You. The Sun §†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,~~†§$ Is Nowhere To Be Seen, But Nontheless $§†~~,,,,,
,,,,~~†§$& It Is Very Bright - The Air Feels Light &$§†~~,,,,
,,,~~†§$&# Blue, Almost White. #&$§†~~,,,
,,~~†§$&#@ @#&$§†~~,,
,~~†§$&#@# Along The Span Of The Clearing Lay Two #@#&$§†~~,
,,~~†§$&#@ Parallel SilverY Lines, Dark Hard @#&$§†~~,,
,,,~~†§$&# Metal. Somehow You Can See How Heavy #&$§†~~,,,
,,,,~~†§$& They Are. &$§†~~,,,,
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,,,,,,~~†§ They Emit A High Pitched Whine... §†~~,,,,,,
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,,~~†§$&#@ (Situation) @#&$§†~~,,
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,,~~†§$&#@ Youre At The Train station, On A @#&$§†~~,,
,,,~~†§$&# Catwalk Above The Rails. Your Train Is #&$§†~~,,,
,,,,~~†§$& Late, Or You Are Late To The Train. &$§†~~,,,,
,,,,,~~†§$ It'S A Summer Afternoon And The Station $§†~~,,,,,
,,,,,,~~†§ Is Busy, Full Of Relaxed Confidence. §†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~~† †~~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,~~†§ You'Re In High Spirits, Although A Bit §†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,~~†§$ Stressed About The Time, While Moving $§†~~,,,,,
,,,,~~†§$& Up The Stairs To Your Platform. The &$§†~~,,,,
,,,~~†§$&# Station Is In Several Levels, All #&$§†~~,,,
,,~~†§$&#@ Placed Within Eachother By Some @#&$§†~~,,
,~~†§$&#@# Intelligent Designer, And Full Of #@#&$§†~~,
,,~~†§$&#@ Stairs, ElevatorS, ShortcutS, @#&$§†~~,,
,,,~~†§$&# Bazaars... You Sight Your Train Through #&$§†~~,,,
,,,,~~†§$& Some Glass Windows. It'S... Not Where &$§†~~,,,,
,,,,,~~†§$ It'S Supposed To Be? $§†~~,,,,,
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,,,~~†§$&# (Situation) #&$§†~~,,,
,,~~†§$&#@ @#&$§†~~,,
,~~†§$&#@# You'Re Finally Entering The City. While #@#&$§†~~,
,,~~†§$&#@ It Is Indeed A Very High Speed Train @#&$§†~~,,
,,,~~†§$&# You'Re Traveling In, The Journey Has #&$§†~~,,,
,,,,~~†§$& Been Long. But It'S About To End! &$§†~~,,,,
,,,,,~~†§$ $§†~~,,,,,
,,,,,,~~†§ Society Is Growing Denser Around You, §†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~~† Through The Windows You See First Small †~~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,~~†§ Shacks, Built Of Metal And Stone, Then §†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,~~†§$ Proper Houses With Mortar To Keep Them $§†~~,,,,,
,,,,~~†§$& Together... Who In Turn Make Way For &$§†~~,,,,
,,,~~†§$&# The Industrial Buildings, The Urban #&$§†~~,,,
,,~~†§$&#@ Maze, Protective Walls, Jungle @#&$§†~~,,
,~~†§$&#@# Network... #@#&$§†~~,
,,~~†§$&#@ @#&$§†~~,,
,,,~~†§$&# The Tracks Leave The Ground, Which Is #&$§†~~,,,
,,,,~~†§$& Needed For Other Purposes. You Are &$§†~~,,,,
,,,,,~~†§$ Carried Gently, Curving Upwards Until $§†~~,,,,,
,,,,,,~~†§ You'Re Moving Upward Along The Wall Of §†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~~† A Building. It'S Made Of Slabby Stone, †~~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,~~†§ With Great Glassless Window Holes §†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,~~†§$ Looking Out The Way You Came. It Is $§†~~,,,,,
,,,,~~†§$& Pitch Black Inside. &$§†~~,,,,
,,,~~†§$&# #&$§†~~,,,
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